Black Dynamite2009

[Black Dynamite enters the warehouse to confront the mastermind behind the Anaconda Malt Liquor distribution]

Black Dynamite:
All right, sucka, you drop it right there!

[Black Dynamite discovers it's O'Leary]

Black Dynamite:
O'Leary?

O'Leary:
That's right. [Telling the other workers while pointing his gun at Black Dynamite] Go ahead, guys, I got this.

Black Dynamite:
O'Leary, you son of a b*tch. I should've known it was you.

O'Leary:
You should have. You were too busy saving your precious ghetto and trying to lay that orphan mama to not see what was in front of your face.

Black Dynamite:
You diabolical dick-shrinking motherf***ers! You were the leak all the time. And I bet you were behind Jimmy's death.

O'Leary:
Hey, man, I was just following orders. That's what a good soldier does, follow orders, unlike you. Everything's got to be done the Black Dynamite way. I gave the order on Jimmy! I gave it to James, who gave it to the Don. What good's it gonna do you now?

[Black Dynamite fakes a bullet hit to his right shoulder and falls to the ground. O'Leary looks up to see if there is a sniper above. Black Dynamite suddenly shoots him in the stomach]

O'Leary:
The old birthday candle trick from 'Nam! Just when you think it's out... [Slumps down dead]